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“Hey, Dark, mind getting out of your workshop?”
The bright red stick figure sighed and turned around to greet purple. “Why?” he retorted. “Orange found us a movie, wanted us to watch it together.” Dark sighed again- he had a project to work on! Plus, he had just gotten into the mood, and was not about to procrastinate. The stick turned back to his table like when he made the Virobots, and kept working, hoping that Purple would go away.
Unfortunately, his focus had already been broken, and the Purple stick was still there. He turned his head around to face them as he tried to think of a way to politely tell them to get out. The first thing that came to his mind and out of his mouth was “What the h**l is wrong with you?!” “Make me.”. Purple frowned and turned to the hallway - that was good, they might leave. Sure, it wasn’t exactly the nicest way, but it worked. He turned back to his table again, maybe this time noone would come and interrupt him.
“SECON-”Dark’s head whipped around, and he punched Purple harder then he would’ve preferred. Way harder then he would’ve preferred. Purple’s back slammed against the wall, and they collapsed onto the ground. Oh stick, what did he just do? The red stick mentally groaned, he didn’t think it would hurt them that much! A hurried attempt to apologize came out as “Did I really hurt you that much with a single punch? You must be weak.”
He winced as soon as the words came out of his mouth. He really didn’t mean that! Dark paced toward Purple, lending a hand to help them up, if they even wanted his help. He looked down at the other stick figure, waiting for their reaction. As he lowered himself to be eye level with them, he paused. Their eyes seemed to be looking nowhere and everywhere at the same time, and there was an unidentifiable emotion in them that seriously worried dark. Fear? Pain? Did he cause it? Guilt tugged at him as he tried to ignore the thought. Dark was cut out from his thoughts as Purple spoke, still with that slightly empty tone that just felt off.
“Huh? Oh, yeah. Thanks.” and grabbed his hand, pulling themselves up. Purple tugged at Dark who was still too deep in his thoughts to care. Oh well, he’ll just ask Purple later. “C’mon, let’s go watch the movie” Dark opened his mouth to say something, but stopped halfway through, before carefully picking out an “Okay.” and following Purple. Someway through their walk to the living room, Purple perked up and ask if Dark wanted to bring snacks.
Dark stopped walking for a few seconds to think. He should go get the snacks, maybe that would make up for what he did. No, it certainly wouldn’t, and Dark knew that, but maybe doing it would make Purple feel better? That’s what the others did sometimes, right? Yeah, he should go get the snacks. “You’re too slow, I’ll go.” was what actually came out. “Sure, why not?” Dark gave a silent sigh of relief, at least Purple didn’t have that weird tone anymore. He gave a quick nod back and hurried away to find the snacks.